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About When a Cowboy Loves a Woman by Jennie Marts
Title: When a Cowboy Loves a Woman
Author: Jennie Marts
Series: Creedence Horse Rescue #2
Genre: Contemporary Cowboy Romance
They both know the pain of loss and how to protect their hearts…but fate has a way of stepping in…
When a kitchen fire forces young widow Elle Brooks to move in with her friend Bryn and her motley collection of rescue animals, she doesn’t foresee ending up in the muscled arms of handsome cowboy and veterinarian Brody Tate. But she can’t deny the feelings that being close to Brody are stirring in her. Spending time with the hunky cowboy and his adorable young daughter as they rehabilitate rescued horses reminds Elle of all she lost in a car crash years ago.
As a widower himself, Brody is devoted to being a good dad for his spirited daughter. He hasn’t let romance even enter his head. But now he’s met Elle. Spending time with her is shaking up the calm he’s worked so hard to achieve, and he can’t seem to get this woman off his mind.
Elle and Brody have both lost people they loved, but their mutual attraction and growing feelings are too strong to ignore. The hope of a future together is a beautiful possibility, but can these two wounded souls take a chance on each other and find the courage to love again?
Excerpt from When a Cowboy Loves a Woman
© 2021
Jennie Marts
She stepped up to the counter, bumping her hip against Brody’s as she squished in next to him. “Anything I can do to help you?” She surveyed the perfect circles of batter bubbling on the griddle. “Wow, Mandy was right. You are an excellent pancake maker.”
“Just wait until you taste them,” he said. “Melt-in-your-mouth delicious. Add a little butter and some warm syrup, and you’ll think your mouth has died and gone to heaven.”
Speaking of melting, she was softening like heated butter just listening to him describe the meal. Between the rumble of his deep voice and the sinful-sounding description, her stomach was doing little flips that had to do with more than just excitement about the food. Since when did a stack of pancakes turn into an orgasmic experience? Apparently since Brody Tate was the six-foot-plus chef flipping them.
“I can’t wait to take a taste.” Of the pancakes and of you, her inner vixen spoke up. Whoa, Elle hadn’t heard from her in a long time. But suddenly, with the arrival of Brody in her life, the saucy minx part of her mind was back and ready for action.
No. No action, Elle told herself. She was definitely not ready for action.
You were ready for that kiss last night, her vixen argued. And you’re standing close enough to Brody to feel more than heat from the griddle.
Her hip was pressed against his, and she could feel the warmth of him, even through the fabric of her leggings. She took a tiny step to the side.
“They’re almost done,” he said, flipping the final one. The undersides were golden brown, the edges crisp, and the scent of warm vanilla wafted up from the griddle. “And they’ll be worth the wait.” He peered down at her, then laughed as he lifted his hand. “You’ve still got flour on your face.”
He brushed her cheek, pausing for just a second to let the ends of his fingertips linger on her skin. Her eyelids fluttered closed and she leaned in, just the slightest bit, to his touch.
Instead of lowering his hand, he raised it tenderly to cup her cheek. The feel of his hand on her face had her breathless—such a small gesture, the lightest touch. It had been so long since a man had touched her so intimately.
She dared to risk a glance at him as she tipped her face up to his. He was staring directly into her eyes, and she was stunned at the raw hunger she saw in his gaze. And even more astonished at the same kind of wanton passion spiraling through her.
His gaze dropped to her lips, and her knees went weak. She gripped the edge of the counter, the hard surface offering something solid to cling to, to keep her from falling into the depths of this man’s gaze. Was he going to kiss her again? A real kiss this time? Not an accidental brush of connection, but a deliberate crush of his mouth on hers? Her lips parted in anticipation as he leaned in. There was no questioning his intention—he was going to kiss her, and every part of her yearned for the connection.
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About Jennie Marts
Jennie Marts is the USA TODAY Best-selling author of award-winning books filled with love, laughter, and always a happily ever after. Readers call her books “laugh out loud” funny and the “perfect mix of romance, humor, and steam.” Fic Central claimed one of her books was “the most fun I’ve had reading in years.”
She is living her own happily ever after in the mountains of Colorado with her husband, two dogs, and a parakeet that loves to tweet to the oldies. She’s addicted to Diet Coke, adores Cheetos, and believes you can’t have too many books, shoes, or friends.
Her books include the contemporary western romance Hearts of Montana series, the romantic comedy/ cozy mysteries of The Page Turners series, the hunky hockey-playing men in the Bannister family in the Bannister Brothers Books, and the small-town romantic comedies in the Lovestruck series of Cotton Creek Romances.
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